~Fare-Thee-Well~

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Partially paralyzed in my head,

quaking, quivering with the dead.

Echoes emit eerie sighs —

Woebegone wraith of life am I...

 

Would thou thaw this earthly shell,

believing boldly  faith dispel,

time spent with you, for just a spell...

to bid my soul a fare-thee-well?

 

I'm so sure this won't end well,

my voice cries out, crescendos swell.

O', hear the tolling of the bell?

My carnal lust I cannot quell...

 

Still, our bodies sweat, entwined,

I taste your skin so soft; divine,

impending doom is obvious,

fueled by a love so ravenous.

 

And so, my loathsome succubus,

forsaking faith, betrayed by trust

and all that life holds dear for me,

I gladly give myself to thee...

 

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